"Love All (Freestyle)" lyrics
(Previously on Ready To Die)
79
Feel better than I did yesterday, real talk
I gotta deal with crumb ass niggas all on the Insta
I gotta deal with bum ass niggas doggin' my sister
I try to put her on to the game, try to uplift her
At first I was content with my fame, now I think bigger
OG told me give them that pain and paint a picture
Out of all the drugs that's in the world, mom chose Dippers
Can't judge her, I was stuck on them drugs and fell quicker
Still sad bro ain't in the picture, that was my nigga
Long as I know that you rockin', I'm with you, wood ain't an issue
Woke up Calamari with the citrus, it's been official
Woke up, you got two bitches with you, you too official
Bro been hittin' me like I want more pistols, he on his gristle
Niggas worried about watches and chains instead of dental
Bitches fuckin' niggas tryn' get a name, it's gon' continue
Look at me happy, boardin' the plane with my essentials
I done gave Enterprise so much money fucking with rentals
I see Reem not breathe at the spiddle, that's on my mental
Take it back five, six years ago when life was simple
Real shit, it's much that I've been through, who can I vent to?
They like "Nah, Kur, now that you got your shot don't let them bend you"
I won't, it's DC the committee, sharp as a pencil
I don't have to go back to the park sellin' my nickels
I flow, Prada sneakers and YSL all my denim
No pump, hoes out there I'm swingin' if we was mixin'
Uh-uh, you hard, let's move fast forward
How I left the 4040 and I passported
I threw my tux off nigga and got my cash sorted
I stayed out the country in the villa, ain't no sad story
Sad story, lot of niggas with the bag corny
Sad story, bitches leavin' when it's bad stormin'
I did wrong, lot of wrong and I got bad karma
Money really don't mean shit if you don't have honor
Hopin' somethin' that could fix all my bad trauma
Fuck all that, enough of that, you need to add commas
I'm somethin' like the Black Mamba
I'm somethin' that you niggas never seen, real talk
79
Feel better than I did yesterday, real talk
I gotta deal with crumb ass niggas all on the Insta
I gotta deal with bum ass niggas doggin' my sister
I try to put her on to the game, try to uplift her
At first I was content with my fame, now I think bigger
OG told me give them that pain and paint a picture
Out of all the drugs that's in the world, mom chose Dippers
Can't judge her, I was stuck on them drugs and fell quicker
Still sad bro ain't in the picture, that was my nigga
Long as I know that you rockin', I'm with you, wood ain't an issue
Woke up Calamari with the citrus, it's been official
Woke up, you got two bitches with you, you too official
Bro been hittin' me like I want more pistols, he on his gristle
Niggas worried about watches and chains instead of dental
Bitches fuckin' niggas tryn' get a name, it's gon' continue
Look at me happy, boardin' the plane with my essentials
I done gave Enterprise so much money fucking with rentals
I see Reem not breathe at the spiddle, that's on my mental
Take it back five, six years ago when life was simple
Real shit, it's much that I've been through, who can I vent to?
They like "Nah, Kur, now that you got your shot don't let them bend you"
I won't, it's DC the committee, sharp as a pencil
I don't have to go back to the park sellin' my nickels
I flow, Prada sneakers and YSL all my denim
No pump, hoes out there I'm swingin' if we was mixin'
Uh-uh, you hard, let's move fast forward
How I left the 4040 and I passported
I threw my tux off nigga and got my cash sorted
I stayed out the country in the villa, ain't no sad story
Sad story, lot of niggas with the bag corny
Sad story, bitches leavin' when it's bad stormin'
I did wrong, lot of wrong and I got bad karma
Money really don't mean shit if you don't have honor
Hopin' somethin' that could fix all my bad trauma
Fuck all that, enough of that, you need to add commas
I'm somethin' like the Black Mamba
I'm somethin' that you niggas never seen, real talk
